Leon Agnew Poems

Give me some room
Shadowy figures
Worthless, ugly masses
Creeping cross my skin
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Hold me down
Before I ____ him up.
Keep me away
So I never hurt anyone.
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There's something
That isn't right
On the horizon
There's something
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Let me be your Pocahontas
And save your flashy flesh
From evil eerie edifices
And fearsome chainmail mesh
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Is everywhere.
Yes, sir.
Yes, ma'am.
La gripe
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What troubles me?
Only the trivial things.
What do I care about?
Only the trivial things.
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In every eye
There shines a lie
So
On every face
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But I can't
It still seems
That I can
I don't know
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Stricken, staring
All my life a humble bearing
To the south, at 180
Every hell of humans hating
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Stick your nails
Through my sclera
Barbaric and brilliant
You've got brains for torment
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